Obsessed

𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

"HERE COME THE BULGARIANS!" One of the twins shouted into Cedric's ear.

Cedric slammed his right ear shut and stumbled onto Y/N's foot. She grabbed his hand at the unexpected pain from her big toe.

Cedric quickly, but gently, squeezed Y/N's hand in response. He wasn't trying to flirt he was just worried he hurt her.

"Are you alright?" Cedric asked and Y/N nodded, "I think I might be bad luck."

"Yeah, maybe." Harry mumbled to himself as he secretly listened to their conversation.

He turned to them and noticed they were holding hands, "Clap Y/N, the Bulgarians just arrived." Harry put on a false smile to sound convincing.

Y/N carefully pulled her hand away from Cedric and began clapping.

"Who's that?" Ginny questioned the twins as a man on the team did crazy tricks on his broom.

"That, sis, is the best seeker in the world!" George answered with enthusiasm.

"Well then." Harry formed his lips into a straight line. Y/N laughed and took his hand that was on the rail. Harry smiled again and turned to her.

"Don't worry!" She shouted over the crowd, "You're still in the top twenty!" Y/N giggled.

"Ha ha." Harry mocked sarcastically.

"Accept the compliment. It gets no better than that from me, you know." Y/N flattered coolly.

The crowd began to chant for Viktor Krum and Ron was absolutely fangirling like crazy. Viktor pumped his fist in the air and went about his way.

Minister Fudge began to speak and almost the entire crowd went quiet. Y/N felt like he was talking for forever and yawned a couple times.

Hermione slapped her arm every time she'd yawn because she found it disrespectful but Y/N just laughed when Hermione hit her.

Finally, the game started and Harry clanged onto Y/N's hand like his life depended on it. They watched the game until finally, it was over.

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"That was insane! Did you see the-"

"Yup!"

"And the-"

"Mhm."

"And then the-"

"I was there, Y/N!" Harry laughed as Y/N walked side by side to the tent, "But do go on, I've never seen this side of you."

Their hands were still linked together and they have been for hours. Well unless Y/N had to jump up and down to cheer for the Irish.

"Well, if you wanted me to go on, you would've let me continue talking." Y/N rolled her eyes.

"I knew there was something." Cedric whispered into Y/N's ear before creeping away to his tent. She watched him as he looked back and winked at them with a smile.

"Does he like you?" Harry stopped at the tent after everyone else went inside.

"I doubt it." Y/N scoffed.

"So.. he does." Harry confirmed with an innocent grin on his face.

"What are you trying to say, Harold?" Y/N crossed her arms humorously. Harry felt the cold air touch his palm and realized how long they had been holding hands.